1. Amy Goes From Hair Stylist to House Slave


    Date: 9/9/2016, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Voyeur, Author: THIRDCOAST, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    front. He’s laughs, “Michael has been my driver for years. He is very discreet.” I pulled the hem of my dress up revealing my garters and the tops of my stockings. I slipped my fingers in and pulled my panties down and off. I handed them to Mr. Kesler. He pulled them to his face and inhaled deeply. I knew he could smell my arousal and a blushed again. “You smell heavenly Amy, are you excited to be with me?” The heat in my core was boiling over. “Yes Sir.” He placed his hand on my thigh and told the Michael where to go. As we rode, his hand moved up my leg until it was just at the edge of my pussy. I found myself clenching my legs, trying to get his hand to move closer. His teasing was driving me crazy. Finally his fingers grazed the lip of my moist folds. trailing a finger up through my wet lips, I gasped a short breath as my head went back. Taking the wetness from my core, his finger finds my swollen clit. He circles my bud softly around the edges, teasing me still. I let out a soft moan. Mr. Kesler’s other hand goes to my breast, slipping under my dress, cupping my soft flesh. While his finger dances around my clitty, his hands squeeze my breast, and finding my nipple pebbled and aching. He takes my piercing and twirls it. I suck in a quick breath. I am teetering on the edge of an orgasm, lost in sweet bliss. I bit my lip and struggle closer to my climax. Just as I am about to reach that pinnacle, Mr. Kesler pulls his hands back. “Uuhhhhh! I’m sorry Sir, did I do ...
    something wrong?” I ask, trying to hold my frustration to a minimum. “No my pet, just trying to keep your attention. Do you think that you’ve earn an orgasm yet?” “No Sir, I guess not.” Chapter Two We arrive at the restaurant and Michael gets out and opens the door for us. When I move to get out of the car I can’t help but give him a flash of my wet and swollen pussy. His face is unreadable as I step out of the car. The place is lovely and romantic. The maitre d recognizes Mr. Kesler and we are quickly e****ted to his table. It is in a quiet area with soft lighting and somewhat secluded. The waiter is there for our drink orders. After he leaves, his hands are on me again. His fingers move to my folds and he slips two fingers into me with such ease. I am flooding between my thighs. His thumb is teasing my clit as the waiter returns. He pours our wine as Mr. Kesler’s finger softly fuck my swollen hole. I try to keep my cool but my face is flushed and breathing ragged as Mr. Kesler tastes the wine and approves. The waiter pours us both a glass and asks for our dinner order. Mr. Kesler orders for us both and we are alone again. I am fluttering on the edge of my orgasm too. He removes his hand. “Would you like to cum Amy?” “Oh yes Sir, I would.” “Don’t you think I should have the pleasure first?” With that he takes my hand pulls it to his lap and I feel his hard cock through his slacks. I squeeze the rather large lump. I have had a few men in school but this felt like the biggest cock I ...
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